Marvel And Dc One Shots

Bruce Banner X reader

This is not a request I just heard this song and wanted to make a one shot about it.
Warning: mentions of abuse.
Sad/cute?

(Bruce's Pov.)

I just got a new apartment away from New York. I was always worried hulk would take over and I would be stuck inside. I heard a knock on my door so I walked over and peaked through the key hole. Natasha. I groaned since she has been on my nerves lately. I'm too nice to not let her in though. I answered the door and she pushed her way in and sat on my couch. I rubbed my eyes and shut the door. "Hey Natasha." I mumbled.

"Hey." She smiled and patted the couch. I went and sat down next to her. She continued grinning at me until I spoke up.

"What now?"

"Okay, there's a really cute girl up there and you two would be so adorable together, I just know it!" She pleaded.

"No. No, I'm not doing any of that stuff."

"Why not!? You need a woman, Bruce."

"No. I don't need someone I learn to love to get hurt when he comes out." I refused.

"Bruce. How long has it been since the big guy was out?" She said with a knowing tone. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.

"A year." I muttered.

"Exactly. He's not coming out anytime soon. Plus a girl would help you loosen up a bit." She said standing and walking to the kitchen.

"I wasn't tense when you weren't here." I mumbled underneath my breath.

"What was that?" She called into the living room.

"Nothing, Nat." I sighed.

"Hey is it alright if I stay the night?" She asked.

"Don't you have your own house?" He groaned.

"Jeez, fine, I'll leave!" She said with a mouth full of food. She walked to the door with a Pepsi in her hand. "You get the girls number." She commanded while pointing a finger at me.

"Yeah, yeah." I shrugged her off and she left. I let out a sigh of relief.

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Night came around and I was in bed by 9:30. I was tired but it was so early. Soon I drifted off into deep slumber.
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I woke up to the sound of glass shattering and what sounded like a girl crying. I thought I was dreaming at first but I continued hearing the crying from the apartment above me. I couldn't possibly go to sleep after what I heard, I was too worried. So I decided to see what was going on. I took the elevator to the second floor. I found her number and I knocked upon her door. She opened the door, she looked very tense and a little frightened.

"Uh, h-hi. I thought I heard something coming from up here and I just was wondering what it was." I said. She was a very beautiful girl, and when she smiled my breath got caught in my throat.

"I think your ears are playing tricks on you." She smirked slightly. I then noticed that the sweater she was wearing was zipped up to her chin, and I began to realize what was going on. "Thanks for caring sir, that's nice of you. But I have to go back in. Wish I could tell you about the noise but I didn't hear a thing." She smiled kindly before saying. "It must have been the wind."

"Must have been the wind?"

"Must have been the wind."

"Yeah, it must have been the wind." I rubbed the back of my neck and left soon after she shut the door.
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I was laying on my floor, cold concrete on my back. I couldn't shake the feeling. But of course I couldn't intrude because I knew I didn't have all the facts. But I just couldn't hate the thought of leaving her. Who knows what was going on up there. So I took the elevator to the second floor. I found her number again and knocked upon her door. She opened up. "Hi again. I swear I thought I heard something."

She smirked again and stepped outside. "I think your ears are playing tricks on you." She zipped her sweater farther up her chin. "Thanks for caring sir, that's nice of you. But I have to go back in. Wish I could tell you about the noise but I didn't hear a thing. It must have been the wind."
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When I went back to my apartment I aimed my boom box that Tony gave me, to the roof and started playing "lean on me". S She knows that she can lean on me. And hopefully when she hears the words she'll know she'll be ok. Suddenly I heard a knock at the door and I answered it to see her standing there with her sweater zipped lower reveling a dark bruise on her shoulder. She heard the words and I knew exactly what I was going to say.

"I promise I'm not playing tricks on you, your always welcome to come in. You could stay here for an hour or two if you ever need a friend." She started tearing up as I continued. "We can talk about the noise when your ready, but till then. It must have been the wind." She embraced me in a hug and I made sure she stayed the night. I slept on the couch and she took my bed, in the morning I called the police and they arrested the man who was abusing her.

And later she told me it wasn't just the wind.

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